Friday, November 11, 2005

Who is Thinking Whom?

Yesterday evening when I got off the bus I walked down a road I wasn't familiar with but had a vague idea I was going in the right direction. At one point I said to myself: "Where am I?" The voice within told me I was in Covent Garden.

Seconds later I saw a man who looked drunk, and he was sitting on the ground. He asked a man walking by: "Could you tell me where I am?" The man didn't respond. I said to the man, "You are in Covent Garden."

The man said, "God bless you, lady."

Hmmm! There really is only One.

Enocia